"But cheesy chips are the best, ugh," Wesley rolled his own eyes at her and stuck out his tongue, like a child. "Maybe I'll make you my specialty -- home made nachos with grilled steak and onions cooked in taco seasoning. It's amazing. It's the only thing my mum ever let me prepare because even she liked it!" Wesley was pretty proud of his one and only successful dinner meal.
"Yeah, probably, he's out though. Not sure where that fucker goes sometimes," Wes shook his head. "Does he talk to you much about work?"